The misconception is about time. Nowadays we live in a world that is very tailored by time, ever more precise yet and closed upon itself. If the man of yesterday would have to look at the sky to estimate when he was, the man of tomorrow look at his wrist. We don't look up at the world anymore, to those eternal celestial beings, but down to a machinery of our own creation over which we have entire control. A time we can fix.
Yet, if time has never been more precise, it also has never been more corrupted. The environnement that use to dictate time, the cyle of night and day is now stripped entirely. There is with electricity, an enormous amount of day within nights, and with passing most of our lives in closed walles, nights in our days. Both similuation of their aformentioned respective state.
Another layer of this quest of time, is the general strive toward linearity. Because things are not cycles interlinked in cycles anymore, because we have blurred those frontiers and they do not make the rythm of our lives in the same way anymore, there is a sense of finality in what is happening. A strive for meaning and the ability to define our evolution , not through the cycles of rebirth that is the act of being born, but through our hands. Outside the body.
As such, the first objects all have been the first time something was, not born, but created. It is non organic and cannot evolve by itself. It's life depends only of us. It is a world of which we are the center. And because it was not born, it is not on the same temporal line as the rest of the world. This act of "creation" is far inferior to the creative process of birth. So, because we cannot left behind this new thing that we have created, those childs seemingly eternal, geared toward posterity, we have to make them more complex, ever more complex, so they reach the complexity of the world.
To make a simple analogy that resumes this: There used to be ground under our feet. In act of genius ingeniosity, we have the idea to create a new floor. So we create this new thing, but, as it is not possible another way, the ground that is created by one, "mono", over a rather short period of time, cannot be the same as the ground created by mny, "poly", other a long period of time. But because this soil that has been created is so simple, so comforting in it's simplicty, we canno't abandon it. Yet, because our bodies are still of this natural complexity, it is not satisfied by it. Eventually, we take more and more bits of the world to make this soil we created as complex as the ground of the world. A very tedious and convoluted process that supposes that we interact with the world in opposite terms: if the first ground was the result of many, it is not there specially for us, we have to adpat to it, whereas the latter ground, created for us, by us, is there for us, we have adapted the world to our needs in a domination approach. As such, we cannot let filth fill this ground and have to keep it clean, keep it eternal. If in the soil that was there before, of his complexity you could see a million little things in it, let your imagination run wild, the new soil, very polished, presents but a few pattern.
Since the beggining of all human, nothing much has changed. People are born, breath, drink, eat, shit, interact and die. As such we can say and assert that there has always been two principale state in the life of a human being: outside the womb, and, outside the womb. If you take the blue pill, inside the womb: a simple world, that is only there for you, center of everything, of all creation, no days, no night, no winters, you are carried away like on a throne, no efforts, no turmoil and pain, protected. If you take the red pill, outside of the womb: the world doesn't really care bout you, it cares about nothing really this world, it just is. And it goes on. You, swallowed in it. Like some great old master this world that has seen many more lives than you (and here the meaning is MANY) is setting rules and all that sort of thing, and you have to adapt and you will be well formed by this well made world and well sustaining world.
So obviously, it is very hard not to see that an appartement, a car, that sort of things, bare a lot of ressemblances to one of those two states. Which can makes us ponder, as the future only exist in our imagination, and your imagination is rooted in our memories and longings, could it be that the only future we will ever create has actually nothing to do with being the future but everything to do with the past ? That what we create, and by definition control, is only the longing for something that isn't there, and that any "wish of somehting that isn"t there" can but only, if it not satisfied with one of those two states, conjure the other ?
Now about imagination, as defined by OP as the ability of projection, a dissocation from the body that allows the mind to transform seemingly unbounded. Well, this definitly has lead us to create sets of tools through which we can interact such as computer for exemple. Sitting in your sofa, you can travel to very distant places, transcend time and space, to the eternal realms of electricity, conjuring death in a grand liturgy that sort of thing. So it's a real attraction. But let's try to find an older pattern as to where this ability for projection can come from. A time where, your body wasn't moving, but you were experiencing the body of someone else. You were still but yet in movement. Well, again, this looks awfully like a certain womb we are becoming to be well accustomed to. And cars, are there not this "throne that carries you" - well, it ends up being quite mysoginistic it seems, female object, all that sort of thing. Alas, women carried men in their wombs for nine month and in return man build little boxes to put them in, and then an entire world for everyone to stay in. It's like a superhero origin story when you think of it, only the scale and the sheer magnitude is vastly different and a bit more on the lunatic side ...
Anyway, if we go back to the red pill sates, in this red pile states they are again two states: night and day. Day has the attributes of the red pill sate, but night calls back to blue pill state: our body do not move, a world of imagination seperated from this one happens. Whereas the sun shines for all, the light of the night shines only for us . (Here is the way to say why the Stoned Aped theory is valid: if you are to observ a source of light that is non depented of the exterior cycles, then it inevitably draws focus to the "inner light", the spark of perception - and eventually we end up creating little flat screen things that we can look out at night, like mirrors) . From this experience, the guess is made that after life, in the time to unite with the great shadow and all that spooky thing death called, something similar happens, or that our very life function in some sense similarly o that of a dream. Well, it is not false, though it also vague. Yet more importantly, if this pattern is present everywhere, why look far away for it ? The experience of the singularity that is conscioucness happens at every moment. As is the birth of entire universes happens at our very feets. Is it that the people who seek to understand or replicate it do so because they can no more experience it ? In a lack of awarness of their own sensible experience, too absorbed that they are in those bodies they have created to experience the world through ? To create something beyond the body, the thing that is born and dies, that is out of our hands, for something more graspable ?
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